Yan Shiqi handed over the suitcase to Sister-in-law Zhang, and when she turned to go upstairs, Ms. Lian behind her looked at her back with a teacup, her eyes flashed, and she asked suddenly: "Wait, what are you going to do with Qin Sishao's marriage?"

Ms. Lian's questioning behind her made Yan Shiqi's action of going upstairs pause slightly.

She stood on the steps and turned around, "Maybe get the certificate in a few days." ”

Yan Shiqi didn't lie, this is indeed her current plan.

Qin Baiyu's figure flashed in her mind, and a faint soft color rolled up in her calm gaze.

Hearing this, Ms. Lian pursed the corners of her lips, vented her dissatisfaction, squinted at Yan Shiqi at the staircase, and said coldly: "It seems that you really didn't take my words at ease, and made up your mind to make the Yan family a joke, right?"

"Mom, since it's my marriage, I think I have the right to call the shots!"

"You ......"

Yan Shiqi's clear eyes were a little cooler, looking at Ms. Lian's angry appearance, he smiled slightly, his eyes were silent, "Mom, instead of worrying about my marriage, it is better to continue to talk to that girl on the phone, after all, ...... My marriage shouldn't be as important as her body. ”

When the words fell, in Ms. Lian's panicked and stunned expression, Yan Shiqi left a cold back and turned upstairs......

This should be the first time she has resolutely refuted Ms. Lian.

She didn't want to know who she was, but just a phone call, she could clearly see Ms. Lian's undisguised concern and care.

It was once regarded as the most precious emotion by her, but even Ms. Lian gave it to others lightly.

What else can she do and what else can she say?

Even at the moment when Yan Shiqi returned to the room and closed the door, she had an extremely absurd idea, is Ms. Lian really her mother?

Yan Shiqi sat on the rattan chair on the balcony, surrounded by complex emotions in her heart, the sky outside the window was bright and bright, and a few wisps of afternoon light poured on her cheeks, but she couldn't dissipate the amazement in her eyes.

After a while, she took out her mobile phone to log on to Weibo, stopped for nearly a week, and the last one stayed on the photo taken on the small balcony of the Milan villa.

The number of comments has exceeded 10,000, and most of the hot comments in the front row are urging her to post a blog as soon as possible.

Tomorrow morning, she has a photo shoot for a magazine cover.

Yan Shiqi found the official blog of IV fashion magazine, and the top of the homepage is the cooperation preview she will shoot tomorrow.

A minute later, Yan Shiqi posted his first Weibo post after the fashion week debut.

Yan Shiqi V: Forward Weibo // @IV Fashion Magazine V: Cover Preview of this issue......

A fan of someone:......

Seventeen's cutie: Seventeen is finally more Bo, and tomorrow's cover shoot is looking forward to it.

The Qing Dynasty is dead: supermodels are so cold when they post on Weibo, I like it. [Star Eyes]

Manxi: Seventeen, are you in love? I even have the name of our son's milk in mind!

UPUPUP: Are you the devil upstairs? Let go of Seventeen, let me come!

Old City Alley: Self-respect! @漫西

Yan Shiqi swiped the comments for a few minutes, and turned off the phone tiredly.

Xu was in a bad mood, and she was a little uninterested.

got up and went back to the room, took out the notice detail sheet from his bag, and noticed the information about the Song family's dinner again.

After pondering for a while, she hesitated whether to discuss with Cheng Yenan, and postponed the banquet the day after tomorrow on the grounds of physical discomfort.

At this time, an unexpected text message was sent to the mailbox.

Sender, Song Qiyu.

"Miss Yan, the dinner party the day after tomorrow is waiting for the appointment. ”

Yan Shiqi saw this news and was stunned for ten seconds.

After thinking about it, she connected the clues together, could it be that the person who specially invited her to attend the Song family's dinner was Song Qiyu?

She was shocked, and secretly wondered how to reply to the other party, and Song Qiyu's call had already come in......